Disclaimer: This article is true to the best of mine and since it is paranormal, the highest order of evidence I can provide to justify its authenticity is provided with the consent of my friend who was with me-I will ask him to leave a comment below. Also the name of the main guy is not mentioned due to privacy issues.Roni and I were busy gossiping, sitting at our common study table, on a Saturday morning, during the study hours-as usual! The weather outside was humid and moist- I don’t remember the season but it was rainy that day. Now one thing our hostel had in abundance was trees-everywhere. The dripping coconut leaves outside the window made us go into a contemplating mood, the chilly moist air only just added to the eeriness of the damped rainy morning. Our wandering ears soon picked up an interesting conversation coming from the other class, just across the wooden partition near to which, we were sitting. It was about Satan, or some weird ritual related to him which gives people more power. One of us (I don’t remember who) went and brought along with him, the story teller to our table. We asked him what this was all about. The story goes like this, once three girls from an engineering college of Kolkata (Not allowed to mention more details) decided to trade their soul to Satan in exchange for more power. They went to an empty ground somewhere in saltlake, Kolkata (beyond this not all theories agree). Since they went missing, police searched for days till they finally reached to that empty ground. They never found any of their bodies-all they found was a big pinnacle dug in the ground with human blood filling the pinnacle.

The Satanic Penacle

Our reaction was at the best-amused. But the guy insisted that it was not a story. He said about this weird ritual that if you dig a pinnacle small or big, then in your mind-offer your soul to Satan, and sacrifice your blood into the pinnacle, no matter even a drop- if you have truly offered Satan your soul from heart, the drop of your blood will grow and fill the whole pinnacle and it will mean that Satan is coming to fetch your soul. He asked us to try to which me and Roni together denied straight. He then declared that he will volunteer himself. With a compass he dug a small pinnacle on our study table. He whispered something on his own and slit open his index finger slightly from the top to manage a drop of blood. I and Roni never even blinked- we stared carefully as his blood dropped into the pinnacle. We stared for minutes but nothing happened. It was a joke after all man! We mocked him till the warden came and took us all for lunch. During the entire lunch, we were mocking and laughing at him. We finished quick. On our way to room Roni suggested that “Let’s go and see the pinnacle now”, “may be Satan has come” he added mockingly. We went to our table and we couldn’t believe what we saw- the whole pinnacle was filled with flowing thick red human blood. We had no clue-we all left for lunch together and that guy was still having his meal downstairs! We left at once.